Last couple of mornings at the MOPR have been relatively quiet. The highlight yesterday was a pair of Spangled Drongos, whilst this morning I heard a weird Mistle Thrush-like trill and glimpsed a silhouetted large passerine shooting away. The words "what would a White's Thrush sound like?" fell out of my mouth. I have no idea what it was (and I'm obsessed with White's Thrushes!) so I'm not being too serious about that, though I would like to find a sound recording of a White's alarm call (there isn't one on Xeno-cato), to reassure myself.